Chapter 26

Caleb added another sarcastic comment, "Are company presidents all lovesick fools? Three years ago, you busted one arm just to save her. What about now? Do you still want to give her your life?"

"Are you done? Caleb, you talk too much now." Maxwell looked up and gave Caleb a cold glance.

His hand hung by his side. He unconsciously clenched his left fist, but if one looked closely, they would see his left hand trembling slightly too.

Despite three years of continuous rehabilitation, there hadn't been much effect yet. Besides being somewhat able to hold a pen, he couldn't exert much force. His hand remained severely impaired.

"When my father went to Yoland for an academic exchange, he discussed your case with the specialists there and looked into a new surgical procedure. It might help with recovery. Think about it." Caleb sighed.

"Okay," Maxwell answered calmly. Caleb couldn't tell if he was even listening.

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Savannah didn't know that Maxwell had come to the hospital. She stayed